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JEREMIAH’S ORIGINAL ART AND PRINTS ARE FOR SALE!

PLEASE FIND A SMALL PLACE FOR JEREMIAH’S ART IN YOUR WONDERFUL HOME

IF YOU FEEL THAT HIS CREATIONS SHOULD BE THERE!

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

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THIS IS WHERE JEREMIAH’S ART IS FOR SALE:

https://www.ebay.com/usr/jerekauf-67

http://www.ArtPal.com/lkauffmam-morris

TO VIEW MORE OF JEREMIAH’S ART:

http://www.deviantart.com/jeremiahkauffman

JEREMIAH’S digital art is permanently displayed in the Museum of Computer Art:

http://moca.virtual.museum/autogallery2017/autogallery_kauffmanj

SOME OF JEREMIAH’S IMAGES THAT ARE FOR SALE:

 

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A HOME FOR JEREMIAH’S ART

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GREETINGS!!!

PLEASE GIVE THESE BEAUTIFUL WORKS OF ART A SMALL PLACE IN YOUR WONDERFUL HOME! IT WOULD BE A GREAT HONOR! THE ARTISTS ARE JEREMIAH KAUFFMAN AND LYNN KAUFFMAN.THEY ARE FOR SALE ON EBAY: https://www.ebay.com/usr/jerekauf-67

http://www.deviantart.com/jeremiahkauffman

http://www.deviantart.com/lynnkauffman

THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME AND KINDNESS!

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THIS IS THE 11TH ANNIVERSARY OF JEREMIAH KAUFFMAN’S

NEW LIFE IN ANOTHER WORLD

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DEAREST  AND MOST BELOVED CHILD, JEREMIAH

YOUR BEAUTIFUL ART AND PRECIOUS SOUL

WILL ALWAYS BE IN MY HEART!

I LOVE YOU AND I MISS YOU   ALWAYS!

MOTHER

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http://www.deviantart.com/jeremiahkauffman

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JEREMIAH KAUFFMAN IN MEMORIAM

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HORNS by JEREMIAH KAUFFMAN

 

 

This is the land of perversion, Ruled by the Insect King.

Who flies the flag of black and white,

Creating color in the world

where there is none.

You are blind, blind to everything,

But he makes the bug move

In your bowels!

by JEREMIAH KAUFFMAN

2008

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http://www.deviantart.com

http://www.ArtPal.com/lkauffman-morris

http://moca.virtual.museum/autogallery2017/autogallery_kauffmanj     THE MUSEUM OF COMPUTER ART

http://www.youtube.com/jeremiahkauffman

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THE INSECT KING by JEREMIAH KAUFFMAN

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PARANOIA by JEREMIAH KAUFFMAN

Someday there will be monuments to Dick and Gibson alongside Milton

and Homer, and William Blake will be held in the same regard as Yeshua

Ha-Nozri. Our dreams will be safely suspended above the memory of Ke-

pler, and Pluto will become irrelevant and obsolete. We will colonize every

niche of the solar system; we will master every atmosphere and stratosphere.

We will find ways to travel and live in, around, and under every surface, so-

lid and fluid, and in the vacuums all around.

Some of us will know the cold dawn of Mars; tempered by familiar Sol. The

dark, swirling clouds of Jupiter will be pregnant with our craft, navigating the

Nebulous Tempest, a calm communion with Ba’al over Flies. We will bleed Venus

until she is all dried up, and settle down on her crusty shores. We will hold Mer-

cury in our artificial hands like a burning token and plant earrings in the rings

of Saturn. With the thumb of industry and the forefinger of technology, we will

flick old Hades into the void and kiss the sisters, Uranus and Neptune.

WE WILL BE, FOREVERMORE, THE HUMAN RACE!

I love the word frequency; it describes so many things, visible and invisible

light, sound waves; waves can be real or abstract. The vibration that heats a

rock or the pulse of light that makes your eyes work. The ranges are constant,

like a road-map, a compass that points in foreign directions.

I want to see liquid ozone and frozen ozone; it changes color, gets darker;

I wonder if it’s beautiful.

This night has gone nowhere. Will I carry on normally tomorrow or has my

mind spent too long in isolation? I need rest but the sun is about to come out.

I know this feeling well, disgarding tomorrow for the sake of a night of fanta-

sy, living in reverse, choosing to experience the reward followed by the punish-

ment. I feel like a mess. Is it my mind or is there something wrong with my bo-

dy? All I can do is cling to the hope that in a few days things will return to normal.

By Jeremiah Kauffman     Wednesday, March 26, 2008

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JEREMIAH KAUFFMAN’S ART & POETRY

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